Assilah Night forty nine

Today was going to be a relaxing and recuperation day.

Late morning we strolled up to the cafe we have used many times before to buy some bread for lunch. We were greeted by the guardian who remembered us from our previous visits. He declined to have a coffee with us but he did sit and chat. He speaks very good English.

We found out that he has a family of a wife and 4 children but unfortunately his 10 year old daughter has a heart condition which requires medication. This costs 200 MAD (approx £16) every 2 weeks which is a lot for a guardian who looks after the parking outside of the cafe / bread shop and earns a few dirhams a day. He looked a worried man.

We have enough money to pay our camping fees and the tolls to get back to Tangier Med with a little in reserve but we both felt sorry for him and gave him 50 MAD which is all we could spare as the toll costs are uncertain.

We in Europe are so lucky with the support mechanisms to ensure people don’t go hungry and can get the medication they need. We do feel sad for the plight of people like the guardian.